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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 648

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“You…” Liliana looked at Charles in confusion.

However, Charles did not even spare her a glance, and he turned to look at Xander.

“The Casper you’re saying is the Casper in Darnley Valley? Wasn‘t there another disciple named Maya? Is she here?”

Everyone was stunned, and no one knew why he would mention that old affair, let alone how he was aware of it.

“I’m Maya!” Maya walked forward, and her eyes had a layer of frost.

“So, it’s you!” Charles sized Maya up and down with admiration,

”What’s on your mind?” Maya frowned.

“I want to thank you! Hahahaha!” After saying that, Charles suddenly laughed aloud as if he thought of something.

In an instant, the quiet scene was filled with his unbridled laughter, and the chilling atmosphere before was swiftly destroyed.

Yet, what followed was an unpredictable evil and coldness.

After all, moody opponents were always more invincible than ruthless opponents.

Even after finally stopping himself from laughing further, Charles still held his stomach, desperately holding back tears in his eyes and gasping for breath, saying, “But I want to thank Casper more.

Hahaha! You must be clueless, but he let that woman suffer so much loss back then! Yet, that lady was too proud to admit that she couldn’t do anything well! If you saw her expression that day… Hahahaha! It‘s as if she fell into the dirt! It was hilarious! Hahahaha!”

Just when Charles laughed and confused everyone, he suddenly took a deep breath and sneered at Maya.

“Little lady, do you still believe that the waves of monsters were an accidental phenomenon?”

That sentence was so straightforward that everyone would be fools if they could not understand it.

“You did it!” Maya suddenly felt an unprecedented hostility, rising from her lower abdomen and almost bursting out of her chest.

Wesley‘s eyes filled with justice, the figures of the sect cultivators and individual cultivators who stepped forward without fear.

The heroic words of “It’s fine if we don’t return”, stuck with the shadow of his figure.

Maya’s eyes were hot, and her tears rolled out uncontrollably.

Then, she gritted her teeth, glaring at Charles as the old and new hatred rushed to her heart, “You killed everyone!”

In a corner that no one else could see, Caspian’s breathing was much heavier.

The encounters at Darnley Valley and Mirefield Gate could be said to be the key for Caspian to transform himself into an immortal psychologically.

Wesley and the few individual cultivators used their actions to set a role model of cultivator spirit for Caspian.

They were heroes, but they never needed to sacrifice themselves! The waves of monsters back then were man-made accidents!

Caspian’s fist gradually clenched, his joints cracking.

Facing the hateful eyes of the Heavenly Stars Sect disciples, Charles waved his hand.

“Why would I do something so badly? After all, only one elder died in the Heavenly Stars Sect.

If it was me…”

Charles pointed to the people in front of him, flashing a proud and crazy smile.

“Of course, I’m going to kill you all.”

“B*stard!” Omar roared and raised his swords, rushing forward.

He endured for too long before, and now he could not bear it anymore.

Back then, Wesley’s revenge was to be avenged, and recently, Jaime was beaten to death by the opponent, and that vengeance must be avenged!

”Your opponent is me!” Ozul snorted and strode forward with his longsword.

Then, just like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, dozens of sword lights instantly slashed at the opponents.

Liliana also rushed to Xander.

The next second, harsh sword lights followed.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Golden Monkey bled profusely all over its body.

In a flash, its blood was drained.

The monkey kicked its legs twice, and there was no more sound.

The evil cultivators gradually attacked a disciple of the Dark Moon Sect, forcing him to be farther and farther away from the others.

His eyes were filled with desperation.

“I don’t want to die!” The disciple shouted, and his body trembled.

Then, he turned around with great difficulty and found an evil cultivator grinning at him.

At that time, a piece of flesh was cut out on his back, forming a terrifying wound where one could see his spine.

“Die!” The evil cultivator that sneaked an attack snorted.

Next, he reached out and directly pulled the Dark Moon Sect disciple‘s heart.

Splatter!

The disciple’s blood burst out like a spring.

The disciple of the Dark Moon Sect fell to the ground with a face full of indignation and regret as blood instantly covered his body.

The flashing of chaotic lights, the loud shouting, and the continuous gushing of blood were all reflected in Charles‘ eyes at that moment.

However, he remained expressionless.

After a moment, Charles turned around and looked at the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd not far from him.

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